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[right][sub]Location: King's Academy
Interacting with: Julie Macmillan[/sub][/right]
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[sub][url=https://youtu.be/9rlNpWYQunY]Yes ma'am, we got the style that's wicked, I hope you can all keep up
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	[indent][indent] [color=CF5685][i][b]“Anyway, so I talked to daddy about getting you in at the office..."[/b][/i][/color] 

Chanel Martin instantly perked up at the mention of Jason Macmillan, a world-class fashion designer who also happened to be Julie's father. Landing the opportunity to work for someone like him would be a dream come true for the aspiring designer; not only would it be something to put on her design school applications, but it would also give her a slight edge over the competition when it comes time for her to find internships and apply for jobs in the field. She wasn't even slightly disheartened when she heard that she'd probably end up spending her time cataloging the different pieces for Mr. Macmillan's fall and winter collection; it was better than nothing, after all. [color=#D2652C][b]"God, you're amazing,"[/b][/color] Chanel said to Julie, not bothering to mask her enthusiasm, [color=#D2652C][b]"Girl, you know this really means a lot to me. You're the fucking [i]best[/i]."[/b][/color] Before Chanel could continue to express her excitement, she noticed that her friend had begun to scan the sea of students once more, and decided to join in.

The first thing that caught Chanel's eye was obviously the small crowd that was beginning to form in the parking lot. The young woman watched with curious eyes as an unfamiliar girl made her way to the group, Andrés De la Fuente following behind her. Her eyebrows raised a bit as she watched the girl run her fingers through Johnny Baxter's hair and speak a few words; she could tell by his reaction that things weren't going to end well for the new chick. Before she could continue watching, however, Chanel's attention was suddenly redirected to an odd looking couple that stood not too far away, thanks to Julie. 

[color=#D2652C][b]"Well, this is painful to watch,"[/b][/color] Chanel said as she watched the pair pick up the books that the girl had dropped, [color=#D2652C][b]"Cute, but painful."[/b][/color] She didn't recognize the two at first glance, but after wracking her brain for a few moments, she finally recalled one of their names. [color=#D2652C][b]"That's that girl who won the chess championship or whatever. Her name's Aaliyah or something..."[/b][/color] Chanel's voice trailed off as she carefully took in the girl's features. Although she was sitting pretty far away, Chanel could tell that the girl had a beautiful face; her bone structure was flawless, her skin seemingly without much blemish, her nose straight, her mouth ideally proportioned. Her legs were long and slender and her body slim; she had the build of a runway model for sure, but the grace and poise of a newborn deer. [color=#D2652C][b]"Nothing a quick weave, a bit of makeup, and some [i]confidence[/i] can't fix,"[/b][/color] Chanel said optimistically as she analyzed the girl's uniform, [color=#D2652C][b]"...and maybe an iron, as well."[/b][/color] 

Then her eyes landed upon the boy, and she struggled to remember his name as well. [color=#D2652C][b]"Elijah,"[/b][/color] Chanel finally said to herself, [color=#D2652C][b]"I remember seeing him with Johnny."[/b][/color] Elijah was a lot more put together than Aaliyah, that's for sure, but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. He was [i]plain[/i], from his [i]boringly[/i] neat haircut all the way down to his neatly pressed khaki pants. Chanel simply sighed and shook her head as she did a quick once-over of the boy's ensemble; where was his personality? After watching the couple for a few more seconds, Chanel winced and turned back to face Julie so that she wouldn't have to watch any more.

[color=#D2652C][b]"This will definitely be a challenge,"[/b][/color] Chanel sighed as she took a tube of lip gloss out of her purse, [color=#D2652C][b]"but I think it could be worth it, so what the Hell."[/b][/color] At the end of the day, Chanel just wanted to hurry up and push through the school year; but what better way to speed things along than to help out a few people by doing what she does best? As she applied her gloss, her eyes wandered back towards the area she'd first been inspecting; an even bigger crowd had formed, and the girl that she'd spotted earlier had now crumpled to the ground. She was curious, to say the least, and wondered if Johnny had anything to do with it all, but simply shook her head and refocused her attention on Julie.

[color=#D2652C][b]"So, any other people you see that might need [i]fixing[/i]?"[/b][/color] Chanel asked in a joking manner, though she wouldn't be surprised if there truly were a few that her friend would name.
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